“And if scientific appliances, and scientific understanding, both can be coupled with Cousin Grover’s axiom about ignoring appearances and digging to the heart of truth, analyzing down to the basic element of a complex combination, it will be even better.”
He thought back along the course of the many happenings, and of all the clues that scientific apparatus and wisdom had opened up.
He sat up suddenly.
“Science to the rescue!” he repeated to himself. “We don’t need to wait to see if the animal trainer will tell the truth. We can find out right away.”
In the files he found the enlargements made the day before, from the “routine” wide-angle and close-up views Potts had taken.
The folder full of pictures, and the rolls of film from the cabinet he studied carefully.
Roger’s study was concentrated on the close-up and magnified detail of door locks, window catches and all openings.
If any catch had been moved the picture should show to the screen-observing youth, some abrasion, or some disturbance of rust, or at least a displacement of the accumulated dust.
Nothing. Nothing in any picture, on any film!
“That tells me that the entry was made through the skylight, as we had thought,” he decided, but added: